ELEVEN

His smouldering gaze didn’t waver from mine as he gestured to a seat that I fell into with my eyes trying to avoid his. Artemis was howling with joy, giddy with excitement but I held myself from reading any meaning into his actions. I learnt early that I couldn’t be disappointed if I expected nothing.

‘Did you not hear Beta Jabari?’ Artemis panted, taking a break from dancing around to speak to me. ‘He called us Luna.’ As Beta Jabari didn’t speak for Prince Valens, I didn’t see her point.

“What is your name?” His clear, authoritative voice asked. I heard nothing in his voice and I expected to hear disgust, anger even.

“Aysel.” I studied a scar on my index finger as if it was the most fascinating thing in the world. I did so I wouldn’t have to look at his body like a pervert. Fear wouldn’t let me look at his face but his body attracted my eyes. He had light brown nipples and light-tanned skin.

“A beautiful name.” He pretended to sound impressed by my name.

Artemis howled. She hadn’t be